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The English dance of death / from the designs of Thomas Rowlandson. With metrical illustrations, by the author of "Doctor syntax". London : Ackermann's Repository of Art, 1816
Time and Death: An Introductory Dialogue.
Illustration Time & Death their Thoughts impart / On Works of Learning, & of Art.
The Antiquary's Last Will & Testament.
Illustration Fungus, at length, contrives to get / Death's Dart into his Cabinet.
The Last Chase.
Illustration Such mortal Sport the Chase attends: / At Break-Neck Hill, the Hunting Ends.
Illustration Not all the Statesman's power or art / Can turn aside Death's certain Dart.
Illustration His blood is stopp'd in eviry vein. / He ne'er will eat or drink again.
Illustration The Danger of the Ocean Oer. / Death Wrecks the Sailors on the Shore.
Illustration Her tongue & temper to subdue: / Can only be perform'd by you.
Illustration What do these savry meats delight you? / Begone, & stay, till I invite you.
Illustration I list you, and you'll soon be found, / One of my regiment unter ground.
The Maiden Ladies.
Illustration Be not alarm'd: _I'm only come / To choose a wife, & light her home.
The Quack Doctor.
Illustration I have a secret art to cure / Each malady which men endure.
Illustration Drunk and alive, the man was thine, / But dead & drunk, why, _ he is mine.
The Honey Moon.
Illustration When the old fool has drank his wine / And gone to rest, I will be thine.
The Hunter unkennelled.
Illustration Yes. Nimrod, you may look aghast: / I have unkennel'd you at least.
The Good Man, Death, and the Doctor.
Illustration No scene so blest in Virtue's eyes, / As when the Man of Virtue dies.
Death and the Portrait.
Illustration Nature and Truth are not at strife: / Death draws his pictures after Life.
Illustration On that illumin'd roll of Fame, / Death waits to write your Lordship's name.
Illustration The Catchpole need not fear a jail, / The Undertaker is his Bail.
The Insurance Office.
Illustration Insure his Life. _ But to your sorrow, / You'll pay a good, round Sum tomorrow.
Illustration Death, with his dart proceeds to flog / Th'astonish'd, flogging Pedagogue.
Illustration I'll lead you to the splendid Croud: / But your next dress will be a shroud.
Time & Death, and Goody Barton.
Illustration On with your dead: & I'll contrive / To bury this old Fool alive.
The Undertaker & the Quack.
Illustration The Doctor's sick'ning toil to close. / "Recipe Coffin", is the Dose.
Illustration Such is the power, & such the strife. / That ends the Masquerade of Life.
The Death Blow.
Illustration How vain are all your triumphs past, / For this Set-To will be your last.
The Vision of Skulls.
Illustration As it appears, though dead so long, / Each scull is found to have a tongue.
The Porter's Chair.
Illustration What watchful Care the Portal keeps! / A Porter He, who never sleeps.
Illustration Behold the signal of Old Time: / That bids you close your Pantomime.
The Horse Race.
Illustration This is a very break Neck Heat: / And Squire Jockey you are beat.
The Dram Shop.
Illustration Some find their Death by Sword & Bullet; / And some by fluids down the Gullet.
The Gaming Table.
Illustration Whene'er Death plays. He's sure to win: / He'll take each knowing Gamester in.
Illustration Such is, alas, the common Story / Of Blood & Wounds, of Death & Glory.
Illustration Plutus commands, & to the Arms / Of doting Age, She yeilds her Charms.
Illustration On the frail Ice, the whirring Skate / Becomes an Instrument of Fate.
Illustration Here Honour, as it is the mode, / To Death consigns the wighty load.
The Bishop and Death.
Illustration Though I may yield my forfeit breath, / The word of Life defies thee, Death.
Index To The First Volume.
Illustration Death smiles & seems his dart to hide; / When He beholds his Suicide.
Champagne, Sherry, and Water Gruel.
Illustration Have patience Death, nor be so cruel / To spoil the Sickman's Watergruel.
Illustration Death rocks the cradle: Life is o'er: / The Infant sleeps, to wake no more.
Illustration Why I was looking at the Bear: / But what strange planet see I there!
The Father of the Family.
IllustrationThe Doctors say that you're my booty: / Come Sir, for I must do my duty.
The Fall of Four in Hand.
Illustration Death can contrive to strike his blows / By overturns and overthrows.
Illustration Another Wiff and all is o'er, / And Gaffer Goodman is no more.
The Urchin Robbers.
Illustration O the unconscionable Brute! / To murder for a little Fruit!
Death turned Pilot.
Illustration The fatal Pilot grasps the Helm, / And steers the Crew to Pluto's Realm.
The winding up of the Clock.
Illustration "No one but me shall set my Clock." / He set in & behold the Shock.
The Family of Children.
Illustration 'Twere well to spare me two or three / Out of your num'rous Family.
Illustration In this world all our Comfort's o'er; / So let us find it at Death's Door.
Illustration Let him go on, with all his rigs; / We're safe, He'll only burn the pigs.
The Miser's End.
Illustration Old Dad, at length, is grown so kind; / He dies, & leaves his wealth behind.
Illustration Love, spread your wings; I'll not outstrip'em: / Though Death's behind, He will not clip'em.
Illustration By Gar, that horrid, strange Buffoon / Cannot keep time to any tune.
Illustration Thus it appears a pond of Water / May prove an Instrument of Slaughter.
Illustration Thou Slave to ev'ry gorging Glutton, / I'll spit thee like a Leg of Mutton.
Illustration Away they go in chaise & one, / Or to undo or be undone.
Illustration Your crabbed Dad is just gone home: / And now we look for joys to come.
Illustration It is in vain that you decide: / Death claims you as his destin'd Bride.
Illustration The End of Life, the Chairman cries: / 'Tis drank, & many a Toper dies.
The Careless and the Careful.
Illustration The Careful and the Careless led / To join the living and the dead.
The Law overthrown.
Illustration The Serjeant's tongue will cease to brawl / In every Court of yonder Hall.
The Fortune Teller.
Illustration All Fates he vow'd to him were known, / And yet He could not tell his own.
The Lottery Office.
Illustration To trust to Fortune's smiles alone, / Is the High Road to be undone.
The Prisoner Discharged.
Illustration Death, without either Bribe ot Fee, / Can set the hopeless Pris'ner free.
The Gallant's Downfall.
Illustration The Assailant does not feel a wound; / But yet he dies, for he is drown'd.
The Church Yard Debate.
Illustration Tis strange but true, in this world's Strife, / That Death affords the means of Life.
The Good and Great.
Illustration What heart-felt Tears bedew the Dust / Of Him whose ev'ry thought was just.
The Next Heir.
Illustration Tis not the time to meet one's fate, / Just ent'ring on a large Estate.
The Chamber War.
Illustration When Doctors three the Labour share, / No wonder Death attends them there.
Death and the Antiquaries.
Illustration Death, jealous of his rights, stands sentry / Over this strange, burglarious entry.
The Dainty Dish.
Illustration This fine, hot, feast's a preparation / To some, for Death's last, cold, Collation.
The Last Stage.
Illustration From Hour to Hour, from Youth to Age, / Life's Trav'ller takes th'uncertain Stage.
Time, Death, and Eternity. A Night Thought.
Illustration The song nor bursts beyond the bounds of time, / And Immortality concludes the Rhyme.
Index To The Second Volume.